【Bottle Evil ABO】Withdrawal reaction

Chapter 13

Is there any more lonely place in the world than this?They separated from the palms of their hands, a pale and cold door shut out his temperature, breath and prayers, leaving Wu Xie alone to walk towards an unpredictable fate.

Everything was completely quiet, and for the rest of the time, the crying and noise in this corridor had nothing to do with Zhang Qiling, waiting for the door to open seemed to be his destiny that he could not get around in his whole life.What is different from the past is that he has seen enough death, but this is the first time he has seen a new life.

Zhang Qiling didn't know how long he stood in front of that door with a blank mind, maybe an hour, maybe just a minute.He vaguely remembered that the fat man pulled him back a few steps and pushed him to sit on the blue chair.In this continuous silence, Zhang Qiling suddenly caught some sounds, with colorful colors, and the people and scenery gradually became clear.

"What wish did you make?" Wu Xie blinked at him, "What is there to ask, isn't it just those..."

The background is blurred a little bit, and the eyes are green old trees and bright yellow walls.This is Lingyin from a few months ago, Wu Xie is pulling him, stepping into the palaces and pavilions, kneeling down those gods he doesn't know one by one with great interest.Zhang Qiling silently followed behind him, but when he was ordered to kneel down and make a wish, he turned his head to look, only to realize that Wu Xie was not fooling around.

He knelt on the futon printed with lotus flowers, closed his eyes, clasped his hands lightly in front of his nose, but raised his jaw slightly, and made a long wish.The solemn and pious appearance made Zhang Qiling more convinced that creating life is a sacred thing.

On the way back, Wu Xie couldn't resist him, and finally said softly: "I pray to the Buddha to bless our children with healthy hands and feet, no disease and no disaster. It's better to be more like you, but lively and cheerful, and laugh more than you..."

At that time, Zhang Qiling only felt warmth, but now, when he was sitting in this corridor, he realized that these empty prayers were the only rope that Suguang gave him to grasp.

Of course, what Wu Xie did was not just praying, he was already making practical preparations for the arrival of this life.When they visit the supermarket, they start to pay attention to baby products every now and then.One morning, Zhang Qiling suddenly discovered that there was an extra box of neatly folded clothes in their closet. Because they didn't know the gender of the child, they had light blue and light pink clothes, and some of them even needed to be put in the closet once or twice. It is only possible to use it in the new year; a row of feeding bottles is stationed majestically in the wine cabinet; a variety of small toys are placed on the mahogany shelf where antique porcelain should be placed.

Another time, Wu Xie bought a model airplane with complex operations for his three-month-old baby, and then had a lot of fun holding the controller for two consecutive weeks. He himself looked no more than ten years old.Zhang Qiling felt that Wu Xie's unrealistic urgency was very interesting, so he didn't intervene. To him, Wu Xie was just a little boy.Things didn't seem so good, pampering the older child wasn't enough, how could Zhang Qiling be so distracted to love another one?

They also spent a long time coming up with a name.This was another battle comparable to a wedding. A large group of people started a month-long debate around the one or two characters after "Zhang". After all, they had more than 5000 profound Chinese characters to choose from.In the end, it was naturally Zhang Qiling who made the final decision, the girl was called Junzhi, and the boy was called Youzhi.

"The word 'Zhi' sounds good," Wu Xie affirmed, and smiled at Zhang Qiling as if remembering something, "I see, is 'Jun Zhi' related to that poem?"

Linglong dice and red beans, do you know the lovesickness in your bones?

Nature is relevant.

"But," Wu Xie was puzzled again, "Why did the boy deliberately use the character 'Zhi'? Is it the Zhang family's 'Zhi' character generation?"

"It has nothing to do with the Zhang family," Zhang Qiling said at the time, "The name is just a matter between us."

Then why is this word?Wu Xie asked again, but Zhang Qiling never told him.Now, Zhang Qiling stared at the door that cut off everything in front of him, thinking, what he should tell him, at least he should tell him before he goes in.

Zhang Youzhi.Because in the word "knowledge", there is a word "Wu" hidden.

It's a love story, but it's not just a love story.If, if this is a boy, Zhang Qiling will patiently teach him, watch him grow and make him strong, and in the future, they will protect his other father together.

It was already dark.

The fat man had just returned from his first supper, when Xie Yuchen used up his second power bank, turned his cell phone and stood up, walking from one end of the corridor to the other, his leather shoes making a continuous sound on the ground.He passed by Zhang Qiling for the fifth time, and was dragged out by the blind man.Zhang Qiling maintained the posture of sitting quietly and never moved. He knew that other people were also anxious and anxious, but he was the only one who couldn't avoid it.

After nightfall, the noisy voices became relatively quiet. Zhang Qiling had been listening attentively. He discovered this very early on. The voice crying before was not Wu Xie. Until now, he had never heard anything from Wu Xie. A howl and a cry.

The door in front of him was incredibly quiet.

Not long after they arrived in Hangzhou, Zhang Qiling held Wu Xie in his arms and kissed him from the scar on his neck, through his clothes to his heart, ribs, waist, and wrists.

Wu Xie was shocked: "You have seen it!"

Refers to those scars on his body, of course.Zhang Qiling didn't answer, he had already recorded the wounds left on Wu Xie's body everywhere, not only recorded the location, but also imagined those moments countless times.Zhang Qiling could guess what kind of sharp weapon each wound was wounded by, how tall a person was, from what angle and with what force they pierced into Wu Xie's flesh and blood.How much blood Wu Xie would bleed, and what kind of pain he would suffer, he could roughly guess and remember clearly, but he couldn't imagine how Wu Xie survived those life-and-death moments alone.

Now he knows, that's all.Zhang Qiling longed to hear the yelling from inside the door, and it would be better if he clenched his throat so that he would also suffer from colic, but there was no sound, Wu Xie chose to endure the extreme pain without saying a word, just like countless Zhang Qiling was not with him He also silently faced the critical moment of life and death around him.

Fight with your life and get a new life.

Wu Xie has always been a miracle—his Wu Xie.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wu Xie had been in for five hours.

The door was opened without warning, a little nurse came out in a hurry, and was immediately surrounded by crowds.She waved her hand and forced a way: "Why are you so many people around? It's time to rest and rest, it's still early, and it's only six fingers!"

The fat man turned his head to look at Zhang Qiling, only to see that his eyes were bloodshot, and the armrest on the right side of the stool was almost sunken by him.The fat man shook his head, went over and patted him on the shoulder: "Exercising hard outside here is useless! Go for a walk and go down with the fat man to smoke a cigarette slowly."

Zhang Qiling was going to refuse, but found that the strength of the fat man's pull on his shoulders was not weakened by his resistance. They looked at each other for 2 minutes, Zhang Qiling finally stood up, and followed the fat man to the smoking area downstairs.

The fat man lit a cigarette for him, Zhang Qiling took two big puffs one after another, and the spark quickly burned half of the cigarette.He flicked the cigarette ash, slowed down a bit, let the smoke stay in his lungs long enough to absorb the nicotine, and then gradually exhaled the smoke from his mouth and nose, followed by another two puffs, and pressed out the cigarette butt, Take out the second one and still puff like this for two puffs, then order the third one.

Fatty felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help reminding: "Little brother, you should be careful, this method of drawing is deadly."

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, but the third one was burning in his hand for a long time, the flickering sparks flickered in the thick night, as if they were going to burn his fingertips, burn all the way into his chest and burn into his life.

Zhang Qiling took a deep breath, feeling that his eyes were a little uncomfortable from the smoke.In the end, he didn't finish lighting the last one. He turned around and walked back upstairs in a hurry, continuing his seemingly endless waiting.If the illusion created by the hexagonal copper bell is like this, it will definitely kill Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie spent such a long night inside alone.

Maybe this child shouldn't be wanted, Zhang Qiling is destined to have no way to share these pains with him, so he shouldn't be allowed to bear it alone.But now, Zhang Qiling thought with self-blame, the deepest pain in Wu Xie's life was all given by him.

The night was finally covered by the morning light little by little, the sky was gray, struggling to light up slightly, the dawn finally tore the sky open.Zhang Qiling froze for a moment in the early morning, then stood up abruptly, and a clear cry broke the silence after that.Vientiane wakes up, the universe returns to the ancient times, and the chaotic void finally disappears—dawn dawns outside the window.

The female nurse came out with the baby in her arms. The sound of door opening and footsteps echoed and distorted in Zhang Qiling's ears, as if listening to these sounds underwater. Everyone stood up in a hurry and gathered around to ask questions. Hearing the life connected with his blood cry so loudly, clear and powerful, without any sadness.In that cry, a burst of joyful congratulations surrounded him, and countless voices poured into him: "It's a boy..."

When Zhang Qiling stretched out his hands, he realized that his hands were numb from clenching for too long, and he felt extremely sore when he released his fists.He looked over the noisy everything, looked through this door to see the two inside, he was facing an enemy amidst the laughter, his eyes were red, and Alpha's irresistible pheromone diffused uncontrollably, making him look ruthless Terrifying: "Where's Wu Xie?" He asked.

He couldn't see the panic on the female nurse's face, and he couldn't hear the comfort from the people around him. The only thing he heard but was not deleted was: "Observe for another two hours."

Everything was chaotic, they walked forward surrounded by nurses and children, but Zhang Qiling stopped in his tracks, trying to get rid of the attraction of the new life to him.The blind man smiled playfully and patted him on the shoulder. Zhang Qiling went back to the door and sat down silently. He tried his best to recall the appearance of the child, but his memory was blurred. He couldn't remember anything except the cry. down.The only thing that is certain is that there is an extremely strong resonance between him and that life. The traces of Zhang Qiling's existence in this world will continue to be passed down in that small body, and this life is different from his childhood. There is no burden of fate on his body, no necessity given by God, and only love is used to welcome him in this world.

It wasn't until this time that Zhang Qiling gradually realized that it really belonged to the life created by him and Wu Xie.

He began to miss Wu Xie hysterically, so that he completely lost his ability to judge time. These two hours were longer than a night of extreme anxiety.Previously, Zhang Qiling didn't dare to count the time of Wu Xie's pain, but now, he looked at the clock on the wall over and over again, until the minute and hour hands were distorted and deformed, so that he could barely recognize the numbers on the clock dial.Zhang Qiling walked to the closed door and stood against the wall, so that he could at least be closer to Wu Xie.He is outside the door, he is inside the door, there are three doors between the inside and outside, there are always so many doors between them, the inside and outside of the door are full of life and death.

Through the square glass in front of him, Zhang Qiling watched the door inside being pushed open little by little, and the bed was pushed out by two people.Wu Xie seemed to be far away from him forever, and suddenly he was in front of him again. Now, he could see Wu Xie's eyes, his face, and everything he exposed outside the quilt, all of which were wet.

Wu Xie pulled out a smile, and asked him softly, "Why are you here alone?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, grabbed Wu Xie's hand, their palms were cold and covered with sweat.These are two equally weak hands, only the strength left to hold each other.Just like he can't hold a child, Zhang Qiling seems to have forgotten how to hug Wu Xie, for fear that he will tear Wu Xie to pieces with a slight movement.

Wu Xiexu held him and gently comforted him, "It's all right."

The medical staff were amazed: "I've never seen such an Omega. It took nearly ten hours to die, and the pain was so painful that I lost consciousness and then woke up. I didn't cry out. It's really rare for an Omega to cooperate like this. He came out to comfort Alpha. of!"

Zhang Qiling remained silent, he knew that Wu Xieyuan was not as strong as he looked, he just didn't ask for much.He clearly saw that Wu Xie was looking for him all the way out, and Zhang Qiling was there, handing him a pair of hands, so that he could still smile at him after swallowing all the suffering.Be it ten years ago or now, Wu Xie has always been like this—his Wu Xie.

Zhang Qiling followed the bed step by step until he turned into the ward.Along the way, Wu Xie held his hand lightly all the time, and they couldn't tell who was comforting whom, but they all realized that the bleak and suffocating night had finally passed, like a lone boat wandering in exile, crossing the vast ocean, and finally reappearing. land.

They moved into the spacious and bright ward, and the nurses wanted to lift the quilt and move Wu Xie.Zhang Qiling took a step forward to block the person, he saw the almost naked body under the quilt, which was blood clotted with wounds - his Wu Xie.

There are so many things that Zhang Qiling may not have the chance to tell him in this life, but he really loves him.He loves not only Wu Xie's beautiful appearance, but also his broken appearance, his riddled appearance, his tenacity, his fanaticism and sorrow, his past innocence and his present vicissitudes.He will always love him dearly, even when he is old with gray hair and wrinkled face.

Zhang Qiling carried Wu Xie up from the bed on the hospital cart to another clean sheet.He saw the picture painted with blood and love under Wu Xie, which was more eye-catching than any red color he had ever seen, with life and death on it.

A hundred years have passed, and Zhang Qiling didn't understand what a human being is, what survival is, and what numerology is until this morning.His Adam's apple rolled up and down once, and a tear formed at the corner of his left eye. When he lowered his head, it slid across his cheek and just fell on Wu Xie's lips.